OMG I'M ACTUALLY UPDATING THIS?!
…Pffft shut up.
Fluff… fluff everywhere.
Glinda looked down in shame, unsure how to respond. What Elphaba did next surprised her the most though. She quietly moved over to her and knelt down beside. Hesitantly, as if thinking it may be too soon Elphaba gently put one arm around her and helped her up.
"Glin… I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to shout, it's just… I can't bear seeing you like this…" Elphaba's voice trailed off and Glinda looked up to see tears pooling in her eyes. She smiled weakly and reached up to wipe them away.
"Careful, Elphie. You might melt." Elphaba blushed to a darker shade of green at this.
"You're never going to let me forget that I did that will you?" The green girl groaned.
"Nope. Don't you think the 'OHHH I'm melting, what a world, what a world was a bit over the top?" Fiyero burst out laughing from where he was on the bed, now sitting up talking to Avis who was startled to see his brother had become a scarecrow. He had actually believed he had died.
"You actually did that, Fae? Oh Oz, I'm so proud of you!" He beat the bed in a fit of laughter and Elphaba blushed even harder. "Well…" Elphaba said trying to think of something to explain herself to Glinda and Avis who were now also laughing contagiously. "He dared me to!" She managed to glare at Fiyero before beginning to laugh herself.
"You guys are such jerks." She mumbled, pushing Fiyero off the bed. "HAH! Too bad that didn't hurt!" He laughed throwing a handful of straw at Elphaba.
"GLINDA! Get me the Grimmerie!" She realized she finally had access to the old spell book. Glinda got up and ran into her closet later coming out with the musty tome.
"I thought you said spells were irreversible?" Fiyero said looking confused because he knew what she was doing, or trying to do.
"They are! But who said we can't use another to cover it? You're too literal!" Avis caught on quickly, him being the scholar Fiyero never was realized the small loophole that made you feel stupid if you didn't see it before.
"Exactly!" Elphaba excitedly flipped through the book until she found a page with inscriptions that made sense to none of them.
"A tay, natum, natum- Atkal stulbs princis!" There was a flashing light, joy filled Elphaba as she blindly rushed to Fiyero…
Once the light subsided she saw him clearly. He was still a scarecrow.
She fell dumbstruck to the floor shock etched on her face. "No… that was supposed to work, it had to work! What went wrong? Oh my Oz, I'm so sorry Fiyero!" Elphaba turned the other way and bit her tongue to prevent herself from crying.
Fiyero tried to hide the disappointment he felt, but it was hard. Glinda elbowed him hard where his stomach would be to get him to say something. "Ow."
"Really that's all you have to say?!" Glinda asked enraged at the brainless prince.
Elphaba's head snapped up as she looked to Fiyero. "Wait. What did you say?"
"Um, Ow."
Elphaba picked up a pillow and started to beat him with it. "OW! Fae- What- Are- You- Doing!" He said, blocking the hits with his shoulder. He looked over to Elphaba and saw the straw on the floor and his bare shoulder. His eyes widened and he eagerly ripped away the straw revealing scarred flesh from when he had been beaten. Fiyero tossed the old hat off his head and let his sandy colored hair fall over his face.
"Oh Fae! You did it!" He picked her up and spun her around, nearly hitting Avis in the process.
"Why don't you take off the rest of those rags?" Glinda asked, shifting the straw to a corner with her foot.
"Um… do you think I could have some clothes before I shed my glory onto you?"
Avis gagged and Elphaba realized what he was talking about and scrambled onto the bed, scarred for life.